A young man walking ahead of me suddenly went down — then sprang right back up, grabbed his fallen hat, and jogged off with a shy 'I'm fine.' Having once broken my hand in a fall like that, I marveled at how lightly the young tumble and rise.
| ひっくり返る | ひっくりかえる | to fall over; to flip over |
| 身軽 | みがる | nimble; light on one's feet |
| 立ち上がる | たちあがる | to stand up |
| 骨折する | こっせつする | to break a bone |
| 照れる | てれる | to be embarrassed; to be shy |
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